"Yes, she owes you money, and I'll repay it for her, three hundred, right? Tomorrow I'll give you five hundred, but I'm afraid you'll have to come with us to withdraw the money, since I don't have any cash on me," Chen Feng said.
"Are you pulling my leg? Either pay now or she'll have to come work off her debt at my place," Wu Jian said.
Obviously, Wu Jian was being deliberately difficult.
Chen Feng frowned and said, "Long Xiaohu is sick, Xiao Yu has no money for medical treatment, you lent her the money, and that in itself is an act of great kindness. Why do you have to press so hard and turn a good deed into a bad one? Just wait one night, brother, be patient, I'll really give you five hundred tomorrow."
"Cut the crap, if you don't have the money now, then get lost," Wu Jian said angrily.
And Wu Jian was still trying to grab Long Xiao Yu.
Slap.
Chen Feng slapped Wu Jian's hand away and said, "Don't touch her."
"Are you asking for a beating?"
